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Who is Lewis Mumford?
I’ve noticed that McLuhan frequently cites the work of Lewis Mumford. The photo above is not of Mumford. It’s a man named Ed, whom I met this morning on my ride on the Minuteman Bikeway. I asked if I could take his picture … Continue reading
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You Know Nothing of My Suburb
Today’s reading finds me in possession of facts with which I will dispute Marshall McCluhan. First, some personal background. My parents grew up in Sudbury, Massachusetts, a western suburb of Boston, and by the time I entered second grade, our … Continue reading
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Technologist’s Remorse
Translation of the above into keystrokes on a wireless keyboard: Much as I love my Understanding McLuhan Tumblr blog, I miss paper and ink. MM at p. 6 of GG: At any rate, The Gutenberg Galaxy is a prolonged meditation on … Continue reading
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Sunday Morning in Denver’s LoDo
I’m sitting with Darlene and Deb at a wobbly sidewalk Starbucks table at Larimer Square. This is a good spot for admiring Chalk Art Festival makers and lookers. Lots of digital media is being made here this morning. All of … Continue reading
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Dog Daze
Claire is sick. She threw up and had diarrhea last night, turning our bedroom into a poop-a-rama of bad smells. Darlene did the heavy lifting in cleaning up the mess. My only contribution was to tie up the trash bag … Continue reading
Take Me Out to the Theatre…
We had an evening of opening nights last night here in downtown Denver. After dinner at the new Ocean Prime on their second evening of being open to the public, we walked down 15th Street to see “The Catch” on … Continue reading
The Joy of Politics, Colorado Style
This week Darlene and I celebrated the inauguration of Colorado’s new governor, John W. Hickenlooper. We stood in single-digits cold on Tuesday morning for the swearing in on the west steps of the State Capitol. We chowed down at the … Continue reading
Omaha Duo Routs Nazi Zombies on Way to a Mormon Dance
New Year’s Eve, 2010: My nephew (at right), whose screen name is Eyeddeath13, and his friend, Player 2, are nattily dressed in wide neckties and dress shirts. They are 14 and 15 years old, respectively, headed later this evening to … Continue reading
How I Learned to Love Sleep
I have always resented sleep. What a waste of time. I’ve never been an insomniac, exactly, because when I finally gave in at night and went to bed, I’d fall asleep quickly. But when I’d wake up at 3 a.m. … Continue reading
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What I Loved Most at Art Basel Miami Beach
A week ago, I spent a lot of my time at the Art Basel Miami Beach show hanging out with this painting by Morris Louis (1912-1962). It was on display at the booth of Ameringer | McEnery | Yohe, a … Continue reading
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